Black Tie Sin

This suit don’t hide the stains I wear, This tie was knotted with smoke in the air. I shake their hands, but I see their eyes, Every truth is dressed in lies.

Black tie sin, it fits me right. Whiskey dark, no holy light. Black tie sin, it knows my name. Dressed in fire, dressed in shame.

The table’s set with broken trust, Silver polished but stained with rust. The crown don’t weigh like the guilt inside, Sin walks with me, side by side.

Black tie sin, it fits me right. Whiskey dark, no holy light. Black tie sin, it owns my soul. Every debt I can’t control.

Cigars and shadows make their claim, Every man hides behind the same. But the smoke won’t lie, the blade won’t bend, It’s black tie sin till the bitter end.

Black tie sin, it fits me right. Whiskey dark, no holy light. Black tie sin, it seals my fate. Every scar a signature I can’t escape.

“Black tie sin… it wears me well.”

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